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While they toastin In the office. 
N off all this you know they profit. 
We at war with ourselves, while they at war over greed. And I know it would be

block wit sum'n
(Gun sounds)
Nigga it's all or none
Sasuke itachi kakashi
Chidori stream through my body
Reunited, invite my team
We all kicking it like

believe these lies
Like "it's rehabilitation and not a plantation"
Take one trip north of NOLA, have a look at Angola
It is pre civil-war south happening

and it's not free
Convicted shooter locked
Got keys, you can't stop me 
Use your illusion 
Guns n Roses, roses in guns 
Vietnam protests might sober you up

gun salute
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real niggas fall to let some bitch niggas beat me, fuck it
I'm Makaveli in

hidratech
Rock danger tipo Guns N' Roses
Voo alto pique MC poze
'Ces cópia da cópia igual lek lek

Pau no cu de quem votou no Bozo
Quem tiver mandado é

If U Wanna Know

Guerilla Maab 3d2

In the Mist of Guerillas

2000

A-K's and choppers)

I'm a young n****, ready for war
Cause I'm out chea, and I'm stepping with my hands on my weapon
No time for the women, cause

of political philosophy
But revolution follows me
The struggle for equality
Against the morally bankrupt
Claimin' to be born again
It's a civil war again, like

real this is

M O B B, D double E P wit Bounty Killer

No other gun runners keep a round like this

From Q U double E N S, my bomb borough, till the day

Deadly Zone

Mobb Deep

Blade [Original Soundtrack]

1998

em know how real this is

M-O-B-B, D-double-E-P wit bounty killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q-U-double-E-N-S, my bomb

Deadly Zone [Street]

Mobb Deep

Deadly Zone

1998

M O be be, D double E P wit Bounty Killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q you double E N S, my bomb borough, till the day of my

Deadly Zone

Bounty Killer

Champion Sound, Vol. 1

2002

M O be be, D double E P wit Bounty Killer
No other gun runners keep a round like this
From Q you double E N S, my bomb borough, till the day of my

Roses are red, my thoughts been screwed
By another love gun, now I swallow these blues

Life is about perspective, I'd rather have my way
You die by

juxtaposing
Show up strapped to your funeral, thats guns n' roses

the ball and lead then on my own
This armored flower boy
Like guns n roses
Don’t take the blame
I'm never satisfied
They sleepin on me
I got baggy eyes

lots'll front to try & get what they want
but ain't no fun when the rabbit's got the gun
get stuck & from the cloth i'm cut
plenty plush for all of us

for the rest
Stored treasure locked away in a chamber when he rests
Fall of an empire another one rise up
War builds monuments crumbled by infighting

and the Seminole
Hey, Hey, Hey
Chickasaw
Come the Civil War 1861
Confederate troops on the ground with their guns
Abandoned by the Union at Fort Washita
Fight your

and sometimes this shit
i got strange doors
i got trap friends
i got trap shit
in the trap mood
tryin for plug for
wide doors, civil war, peace cops
Eke coming

(Yeah, yeah)
I fought a lot of demons 
Tryna kill me 
Walking through the valley 
(Yeah, yeah)
I know a lot of people 
Getting backstabbed 
By their family

much time to think and now this I do surmise
That whether we have fled or a marching to the drums
Every single man is running from the civil war inside

and credits are black

Just a walk upon the scaffold, over run,
The sound of tanks and bombs in the rising sun
Washed away by the waves of a new order
An old

Intro (Millyz)
 
Now we can get some money or we can go to war
It's however you want it
Your choice
 
Verse 1 (Millyz)
 
Plugged in with Dominicans,

the best to and
No cTC but PEPs and alibis
You're counting bribes i'm counting 5 and passing by
Your eyes...

Je pense a l'amour
Je n' ressens rien
Je pense